Poll: I've been thinking...should I stick with writing AU's, or should I put in the effort to write a Cannon story? Vote Now!
Author has written 18 stories for Dragon Ball GT, and Dragon Ball Z.
I've started writing again.
summary-ish: Trunks and Bulla are human children living on an alien planet with their grandfather. They're happy with their simple lives, until Frieza sends his army to harvest the strongest of the Saiyan and alien children living on the planet. Their grandfather does what he can to save Bulla, but can do nothing for Trunks, whom must now fight to the death with his friends or risk being killed. Whatever the outcome, Trunks realizes that his peaceful, happy life with his sister has just come to an end, and a new destiny awaits him. - - - I'm thinking this should have 5 to 10 chapters. Roughly 10k-15k words. Maybe. We'll see.
summary: While Goten and Trunks are babysitting her, Pan sneaks out and goes for a drive in her Uncle's new car. It's a shame she doesn't know how to drive, otherwise her plan would've gone much smoother.
AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER. I Will Post this on my other account when the time comes.
summary: During their time in Ba Sing Se', the gang recieves some fanfiction from a young writer Sokka deems talented. Now, they just have to think of the perfect response. . .
summary: Gohan is embarrassed of his past as the Great Saiyaman, and goes back in time to erase that part of his life. When he returns to the present, he's shocked to discover that Videl is marrying another man! Can he correct his mistakes and get Videl to fall in love with him again? ( might start writing this in December when I have more time on my hands. Or summer).
Updates: I don't know when updates will happen, or which story will be updated the most. Everyday I think," Should I write today or do something else?" If that's a yes, then I think," Which story am I in the mood for?"
I lunge for the green hose on the grass and squeeze it in half, blocking the incoming water. Immediately, water stops gushing from the end of the hose. Goten shakes the hose, but nothing comes out. Like an idiot, he brings the hose close to his face and peers into the opening.
Da Ying chpt 10:
My Love, My Life chpt 3: Early in the morning, when fog creeps into the city, I like to sit next to the window and watch the boy waiting for the bus across the street. He has blue eyes similar to mine, a bowl cut hairstyle, and always wears a jean jacket. He likes to fold the day's newspaper in half, grip it with one hand, with eyebrows pinched together in thought. He never seemed concerned with his surroundings. It was only him, the paper, and the bus. That's why I felt relaxed as I openly stared at him.